I Read Constantly. If I Don't Have

The More You Respect And Focus On The Singular And The Strange, The More You Become Aware Of The Universal And Infinite.

At Times ... One Is Downright Thankful For The Self-absorption Of Other People.

How Easy It Was To Make People Happy, When You Didn't Want Or Need Anything From Them.

Learning When 'enough Is Enough' Is The Discipline Of A Lifetime.

What Did A Few Ripples In The Flesh Matter When, All Too Soon, Now Or Later, That Flesh Would Be Making Its Return Journey To Dust?